The place where I come from
Is a small town
They think so small
They use small words
But not me!
I’m smarter than that
I worked it out
I’ve been stretching my mouth
To let those big words come right out
Well, I was born in a small town
And I live in a small town
Probably die in a small town
Oh, those small communities
All my friends are so small town
My parents live in the same small town
My job is so small town
Provides little opportunity, hey
You’ll wind up in some factory
That’s full-time filth and nowhere left to go
Walk home to an empty house
Sit around all by yourself
I know it might sound strange but I believe
You’ll be coming back before too long
Don’t go back to Rockville
Don’t go back to Rockville
Don’t go back to Rockville
And waste another year
Well, we’re living here in Allentown
And they’re closing all the factories down
Out in Bethlehem, they’re killing time
Filling out forms, standing in line
Heard about Houston? Heard about Detroit?
Heard about Pittsburgh, PA?
You oughta know not to stand by the window
Somebody see you up there
I got some groceries, some peanut butter
To last a couple of days
But I ain’t got no speakers, ain’t got no headphones
Ain’t got no records to play
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Got mashed potatoes
Ain’t got no T-Bone
Ain’t got no T-Bone
I can Mashed Potato
I can do The Twist
Tell me, baby
Do you like like this?
Tell me!
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Do you love me?
Now that I can dance?
Watch me now!
Nobody can do the shing-a-ling
Like I do
Nobody can do the skate
Like I do
Nobody can do the boogaloo
Like I do
Nobody can do Philly
Like I do
I like New York in June, how about you?
I like a Gershwin tune, how about you?
I love a fireside when a storm is due
I like potato chips, moonlight, motor trips, how about you?
Many years since I was here
On the street I was passin’ my time away
To the left and to the right, buildings towering to the sky
It’s outta sight in the dead of night
Here I am, again in this city
With a fistful of dollars
And baby, you’d better believe
I’m back, back in the New York Groove
I’m back, back in the New York Groove
I’m back, back in the New York Groove
Back in the New York Groove, in the New York Groove
Pack your grip, takin’ you on a trip
Ain’t no seats, all we got’s dancin’ feet
Leave your worries behind
‘Cause rain, shine, won’t mind
We’re ridin’ on the groove line tonight
Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and feelin’ groovy
Ba da da da da da da, feelin’ groovy
When I’m feelin’ blue
All I have to do
Is take a look at you
Then I’m not so blue
When you’re close to me
I can feel your heart beat
I can hear you breathing in my ear
Wouldn’t you agree?
Baby, you and me got a groovy kind of love
Groovin’ on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn’t get away too soon
Lazy Sunday, wake up in the late afternoon
Call Parnell just to see how he’s doin (hello?)
What up, parns? (yo samberg, what’s crackin’)
You thinkin’ what I’m thinkin’ (narnia!) man it’s happenin’
(but first my hunger pangs are stickin’ like duct tape)
Let’s hit up magnolia and mack on some cupcakes
(no doubt that bakery’s got all the bomb frostings)
I love those cupcakes like McAdams loves Gossling
Bakers dozen!
I go off to work on Monday morning
Tuesday, I go off to honeymoon
I’ll be back again before it’s time for sunny-down
I’ll be lazing on a Sunday afternoon
Help me, help me, help me sail away
Well, give me two good reasons why I oughta stay
‘Cause I love to live so pleasantly
Live this life of luxury
Lazin’ on a sunny afternoon
Take another sip my love and see what you will see,
A fleet of golden galleons, on a crystal sea.
Are you sitting comfortably?
Let Merlin cast his spell.
You’ve got me, under your spell again
Saying those things again
You’ve got me dreaming those dreams again
Thinking those things again
I gotta take you back just one more time
I put a spell on you
Because you’re mine
You better stop the things you do
I tell you, I ain’t lying
I ain’t lying
You know I can’t stand it
You’re running around
You know better, daddy
I can’t stand it 'cause you put me down
Oh, no
I put a spell on you
Because you’re mine